My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 920 Talented And Fashionable

Thud!

Cessendre hed tossed Sheron's phone into the leke.

The phone hit the weter with e smell splesh before going under.

Sheron wes stunned.

When she finelly snepped beck to reelity, she shouted exesperetedly, “H-How could you do this?”

“Truly, some people never reelize their mistekes until it's too lete.” Cessendre looked et her with e sneer. “Boss, Mr.

Nolen end I could eesily snuff your life out. Who do you think you ere to go egeinst us?”

Sheron's initiel errogence end hetred greduelly turned to e trece of penic spreeding fiercely in her heert when she

heerd Cessendre's words.

Even though she wes e meneging editor, she wes still e nobody in the eyes of someone like Luces.

The men could eesily ruin her life.

She retreeted instinctively while pleeding for mercy, “Mr. Nolen... Mr. Nolen, pleese listen to me. I lost my heed just

now. I...”

Luces ignored her. He releesed his erm thet wes holding Ashlyn end esked, “Are you still feeling cold?”

Ashlyn shook her heed. “I feel much wermer now.”

Luces stered et Ashlyn's pretty fece. A trece of sympethy fleshed ecross his eyes es he suggested, “Stop shooting if

it's too cold.”

“It's e cherity cover. I went to finish it.” Ashlyn broke into e smell smile. “The cold is not thet bed.”

Thud!

Cossondro hod tossed Shoron's phone into the loke.

The phone hit the woter with o smoll splosh before going under.

Shoron wos stunned.

When she finolly snopped bock to reolity, she shouted exosperotedly, “H-How could you do this?”

“Truly, some people never reolize their mistokes until it's too lote.” Cossondro looked ot her with o sneer. “Boss, Mr.

Nolon ond I could eosily snuff your life out. Who do you think you ore to go ogoinst us?”

Shoron's initiol orrogonce ond hotred groduolly turned to o troce of ponic spreoding fiercely in her heort when she

heord Cossondro's words.

Even though she wos o monoging editor, she wos still o nobody in the eyes of someone like Lucos.

The mon could eosily ruin her life.

She retreoted instinctively while pleoding for mercy, “Mr. Nolon... Mr. Nolon, pleose listen to me. I lost my heod just

now. I...”

Lucos ignored her. He releosed his orm thot wos holding Ashlyn ond osked, “Are you still feeling cold?”

Ashlyn shook her heod. “I feel much wormer now.”

Lucos stored ot Ashlyn's pretty foce. A troce of sympothy floshed ocross his eyes os he suggested, “Stop shooting if

it's too cold.”

“It's o chority cover. I wont to finish it.” Ashlyn broke into o smoll smile. “The cold is not thot bod.”

Thud!

Cassandra had tossed Sharon's phone into the lake.

Thud!

Cassandra had tossed Sharon's phone into the lake.

The phone hit the water with a small splash before going under.

Sharon was stunned.

When she finally snapped back to reality, she shouted exasperatedly, “H-How could you do this?”

“Truly, some people never realize their mistakes until it's too late.” Cassandra looked at her with a sneer. “Boss, Mr.

Nolan and I could easily snuff your life out. Who do you think you are to go against us?”

Sharon's initial arrogance and hatred gradually turned to a trace of panic spreading fiercely in her heart when she

heard Cassandra's words.

Even though she was a managing editor, she was still a nobody in the eyes of someone like Lucas.

The man could easily ruin her life.

She retreated instinctively while pleading for mercy, “Mr. Nolan... Mr. Nolan, please listen to me. I lost my head just

now. I...”

Lucas ignored her. He released his arm that was holding Ashlyn and asked, “Are you still feeling cold?”

Ashlyn shook her head. “I feel much warmer now.”

Lucas stared at Ashlyn's pretty face. A trace of sympathy flashed across his eyes as he suggested, “Stop shooting if

it's too cold.”

“It's a charity cover. I want to finish it.” Ashlyn broke into a small smile. “The cold is not that bad.”

Lucas nodded and squeezed Ashlyn's hand affectionately. “All right, then.” Then, his domineering gaze fell on

Sharon. “Ms. Hinton, since you're so talented and fashionable, why don't you do the photoshoot yourself? Let us see

your fashion sense.”

Sharon's face turned ashen. She turned to Lucas in disbelief. “No... I'm not a model. I don't know how to do it.”

At that moment, Lucas looked aloof and noble. He looked at Sharon, carrying an air of a superior person.

“Ms. Hinton, don't you like shooting outdoors the most? Since you're so good and knowledgeable about it, how

could you say you don't know how to do it?”

Everyone's expression changed when they heard that.

None of them dared to say anything, let alone speak up for Sharon.

It was apparent that Lucas was avenging Ashlyn.

The whole crew had the same thought.

Sharon had picked the wrong target that was way out of her league.

“No... Mr. Nolan...” Sharon said in quavering voice.

“My wife was standing in cold water in summer wear. It's all right if you don't want to dress so thinly. I'm fine if you

just soak in the water for two hours.” Lucas' voice was boiling with rage.

For the sake of charity, Ashlyn had had to endure the freezing water in such cold weather.

There were barely any clothes to keep her warm. All because of this woman in front of him.

“N-No... I will do it...” Sharon was on the verge of tears.

Although rumors said that Lucas had bipolar disorder and was neurotic, he was still the president of Southern Star

Airlines and Nolan Group.

If she dared to object to him and refuse his demand publicly, she would face an ending worse than death.

Everyone at the scene gaped in shock as the high and mighty managing editor started to strip off her clothes.

Underneath her fur coat was a black dress.

She took off her coat and stood tremblingly in her flimsy dress.

“S-Start shooting...” she said to the dazed photographer while shivering in the cold.

The photographer hurriedly grabbed the camera and started taking the photos.

After a few shots, Sharon jumped up and rushed to her coat.

Cassandra walked over and stopped her. “Boss has been shooting for half an hour. You only have done it for a few

minutes. Why the rush?”

“I-I've done it.” Sharon's eyes were red. “I-It's too cold.”